Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

Before giving an answer, Don turned to look at Cassie. She was around Samantha's height but possessed an incredibly fit physique, which was very visible through the form-fitting leggings and sports top she was currently wearing.

She had short blonde hair with highlighted tips, but he couldn't see her eyes as she was wearing a pair of aviators. Even without seeing them, he already concluded that Cassie was quite attractive.

This fact made it a bit hard for Don to believe that she was Donald's mother, but he didn't bring up this fact and just forced a smile as he finally answered Donald.

"Yeah, this is my mom. I wouldn't have imagined you're from this neighborhood."

Donald showed a smile and was about to reply, but his mother spoke first. She started by bringing a hand to her face and slightly lowering her aviators so she could clearly peek at Don.

"So this is the Don friend you couldn't stop talking about? To think he's my best friend's son." Cassie put on a smile as she said this and made sure to look Don up and down.

Samantha couldn't help but let out a small, awkward laugh as she forced a smile. "Aha... yeah... best friend."

Cassie either didn't care for Samantha's awkward tone or ignored it altogether, as she didn't bother turning her attention away from Don.

"My, you look a lot like your father, just as handsome," Cassie complimented as she lifted her aviators again.

Considering what Don's father had done, Don knew he couldn't accept her words as a compliment without making Samantha feel bad, so he quickly feigned a frown as he replied, "I don't take looking like that bastard as a compliment."

Don's reply surprised not only Cassie and Donald but also Samantha.

"Donnie, I don't think she meant it like—" Samantha didn't want an argument to spark, so despite inwardly agreeing with Don, she wanted to mediate. However, Cassie cut her off.

"Oh, apologies. I forgot that he and your mother didn't split on the best terms. I'm sorry if I offended you. How about I make it up to you with lunch? It would be lovely to have Donald's only friend over for a meal," she proposed in an alluring tone while leaning in a bit closer.

Samantha was quick to frown because not only was Cassie cutting her off, but she was also clearly acting flirty towards Don, at least in her eyes.

Donald also frowned as he finally spoke up in protest to his mother's statement. "Mom! Don isn't my friend, geez. Can we just go back? They're obviously going somewhere, and we're interrupting."

Cassie didn't even bother looking at her son and just waved his statement off. "Oh hush, Donald. I'm doing this for your own good. I can't even remember the last time you brought a friend over, and that breaks my heart. So, what do you say... Donnie?"

At this point, one could practically feel the displeasure emanating from Samantha as Cassie addressed Don by his nickname.

"Donnie doesn't feel comfortable being called by that name by people he isn't close to. Isn't that right, baby?" Samantha suddenly asked, even going as far as to lock her arm with his to show that he was her son and not Cassie's.

Cassie, however, just let out an alluring chuckle. "Oh, don't worry about it, Sam. He and I talked on the phone yesterday, and he's already calling me Sal. And you know only my very close friends call me that. Isn't that right... Donnie?"

Samantha narrowed her eyes at Cassie for a moment before looking at Don with a questioning gaze that basically asked, "Is what Cassie saying true?"

Don didn't know how to respond to this clear verbal battle between Cassie and his mother, but luckily for him, Donald stepped in to comment, "Mom, please, he never even said he's comfortable calling you that. Can we just go home? This is embarrassing."

Donald felt like burying himself in a hole right now, but his mother was relentless. His words, though, did cause Samantha to show a smug smirk as she nodded in agreement.

"I think Donald is right. We adults should only be called by our nicknames by either our family or close friends. You don't see Donald calling me Sam, do you?"

For the first time, Cassie showed a frown for a moment but quickly composed herself. "Hmm, I suppose you do have a point." After saying this to Samantha, she turned her attention back to Don.

"In that case, I do hope you and I can become very close friends in the near future... Don. Anyway, we'll be getting out of your hair now. Come on, DonDon."

Cassie showed Don a mischievous look before turning around and walking away first, making sure to sway her hips in an exaggerated manner as she did, much to Samantha's displeasure.

"Mom! I said not to call me that in public... geez." Donald let out a helpless sigh and wanted to leave but quickly turned back to say to Don, "Sorry about that, my mom is impossible sometimes. But, uh, if you still want to come over to play VR-FPS league, then just call or text."

After saying that, Donald looked toward Samantha and gave a small, awkward head bow. "Bye, Mrs. Bright." With that said, Donald quickly ran off as well, leaving Don confused for the most part and Samantha visibly upset.

'I thought she said her name is Sally? Maiden name maybe?' Don thought to himself as he watched the mother and son pair leave.

He was quickly brought out of his thoughts when Samantha let her frustration be known. "Hmph! Can you believe her? Acting like she's known you forever, at her age no less."

Don let out a forced chuckle in response. "Yeah, she's a bit... uh, forward. I wasn't expecting her to be like that."

Samantha huffed out in displeasure again. "Hmph! Me neither. She's always scheming something and thinks she's hot stuff just because she has good genetics and had her son while young."

From Samantha's tone, Don could see that there was some bad blood between his mom and Cassie. But he was no stranger to seeing such petty behavior among female friends, where despite being friends, they clearly hated or disliked each other.

*Sigh* 'Women. Why can't they just settle this in a fight like guys?'

Unaware of Don's thoughts on the matter, Samantha tugged at his arm, which was still locked with his. "Come on, Donnie, let's go before she comes back." 'That damned cougar.'